His body rolled over the thick carpet, reaching under her neck with one hand and her hand around her waist.

Take her closer and get closer.

She is seventeen years old, and last month was her 17-year-old birthday.

The body of the seventeen-year-old girl has gradually matured, her waist is thin, her chest is undulating, and the long legs under the thin skirt are tempting.

His twilight was dim, his throat was a mouthful of water, and his breathing became heavy.

He is a normal man, a normal man who is persevering-seeking-dissatisfied.

For the beloved girl, he is as good as jade, and he has never let the women who marry him succeed, but it also causes his heat to be released.

These unintentional thoughts, coupled with the heavy burden of the affair, also distracted him a lot of energy, but nowadays, the beauty is in the arms, and the sweetheart he is missing in the dynasty, how can the evil fire be suppressed? ?

He didn't dare to move, afraid to wake her up, only to let somewhere in the body swell.

Looking at the beautiful sleeping face, I don’t know if it’s a bad thing about dreams. In her sleep, she still frowned. He pointed and caressed, trying to pry the folds for her, and the fingertips touched her. The skin is like a demon, never want to leave the piece tender.

His hand helped her eyebrows, her face, her pink, hydrated lips.

Bowing down, I wanted to leave it with a gentle slap, but the soft taste made him not willing to leave.

The nature of human beings is like this, got it, and want more and more.

The fine kiss gradually became wild, from her lips to her neck, his hand reaching into her clothes, covering the soft moment, his reason almost disappeared.

The day was awakened, and he quickly caught his hand. In the dark, she did not see his expression, but instinctively resisted.

"Don't do this, you still have injuries on your body."

Her voice made him find a little rationality, and despite his disappointment, he still pulled back into the clothes in her clothes and helped her pull the messy clothes.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. He didn't know what to say. This was the first time he had done this to a woman. Although it was not made, the excitement had not faded.

The white stork sat up and poured a cold tea for him: "Is it thirsty?"

He also sat up and "thirsty!" He reached out and picked it up, but he thought that he was now in the stage of decoration, and then quietly put down his hand and said: "You feed me."

She smiled, put down the teapot, took the tea pot and put it on the front, just sent the cup to his mouth, and Chu Yu didn't even have time to open his mouth, the carriage suddenly turned a bit. The tea in the hands of Bai Yu was so ruined that he couldn’t die.

She held back her smile and hurriedly put down the samovar and took the scorpion to wipe him.

The soft little hand stroking back and forth on his chest, causing the evil fire that he had not gone down to boil again.

He couldn't stand it anymore. He stretched his arm and held her down. He rolled over and pressed his lips against her. He kissed her and kissed her.

The big hand, knelt back and forth under her clothes, she couldn’t help but sound a voice she couldn’t believe.

Just when she thought she would be lost in this carriage, the hard, iron-like body that pressed against her suddenly stopped all the movements and could only hear his heavy gasping.

She didn't understand why she stopped.

Chu Yu had a hard turn over and separated herself from her. "I can't let you have a nameless child."

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